bioinnovel Chapter 341 The World Tree, Odin!
Chapter 341 The World Tree, Odin!
Su Fan turned off the control panel and stood up.
He moved his neck, and his bones cracked.
Sun Wukong squatted down beside him and watched him for a long time.
"Hey kid, who were you talking to just now?"
Su Fan said, "With a friend."
He turned around and looked at the 10,050 people on the city wall of Nantianmen.
Everyone was looking at him, but no one spoke.
Yuanshi Tianzun stood at the very front, his blue eyes filled with complex emotions.
The Tongtian Sect Leader held the broken sword, and the cracks on the sword were slowly healing.
Laozi sat in the corner, holding a pill in his hand, but didn't eat it.
Bodhi Patriarch stood by the city wall, his whisk draped over his shoulder, gazing at the sky.
Su Fan walked up to Yuanshi Tianzun.
"Senior, when will the rift reopen?"
Yuanshi Tianzun remained silent for a moment.
"I don't know. But it won't be long. Typhon is dead, and Izanami has escaped. They have people behind them. Those people won't let this go."
Su Fan nodded.
He turned and looked at the sky.
The sky was blue, a very clean blue.
But he knew this was just the calm before the storm.
Just then, his phone vibrated.
He looked down.
A private message popped up on the live streaming app.
The sender's profile picture was blank, and their nickname consisted of only one word—"奥" (Ao).
Su Fan opened the private message; there was only one sentence inside.
"Envoy of the Gods, I await you in Asgard."
Su Fan frowned.
Asgard?
Norse mythology, the kingdom of the gods.
The sender's name is O, Odin?
The father of the gods in Norse mythology, the one-eyed old man.
He handed the phone to Yuanshi Tianzun.
Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at it, and his expression changed.
"Odin. The chief god of Norse mythology, at the peak of the eighth level of the Chaos Realm. He is stronger than Typhon, stronger than Izanami. Typhon is brute force, Izanami is magic, Odin is wisdom. He is not easy to deal with."
Su Fan took the phone back.
"He said he'd wait for me in Asgard. Not to come to the prehistoric world, but to send me to Asgard."
Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head.
"You can't go. Asgard is the territory of Norse mythology. If you go, your cultivation will be suppressed. The Heavenly Dao there is different from that of the Primordial World. Your Guardian Dao won't be able to exert its full power there."
Su Fan didn't speak.
He opened the system panel and glanced at his popularity points balance.
zero.
Most items in the product list are grayed out.
But something lit up.
That thing is called a "Cross-Dimensional Teleportation Scroll," and its price is one billion popularity points.
Function: Instantly teleport to any mythical world.
He turned off the panel.
He doesn't even have a billion now.
The live-streaming science popularization tool just now had its popularity value rise to 10 billion, and then it all went back to its original user base.
My popularity score is currently zero, my credit limit has been restored, but I can no longer take out loans.
I haven't finished paying off the Pangu True Blood I bought with the loan last time.
Although the loan has been repaid, it adds a new entry to my credit record, meaning the interest rate for the next loan will be higher.
He didn't want to take out any more loans.
Sun Wukong walked over, carrying his golden cudgel on his shoulder.
"Kid, who's this Odin?"
Su Fan said, "The chief god of Norse mythology has one eye, rides an eight-legged horse, and wields the Spear of Eternity. His spear, when thrown, always hits its target. His eye can see the past and the future. His ravens fly throughout the nine realms, bringing him messages."
Sun Wukong grinned.
"One eye? An eight-legged horse? That old man is quite interesting."
Su Fan didn't laugh.
He looked at the sky, his mind racing.
Odin sent him to Asgard, not to the prehistoric world.
This shows that Odin did not want to fight in the primordial world.
Why?
Because the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World was repaired, the gods from outside the Primordial World could not exert their full power.
Typhon and Izanami learned their lesson, and Odin became wiser.
He wants to set up the battlefield in Asgard, to fight on his own turf.
Su Fan turned around and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun.
"Senior, if I go to Asgard, how long can this place in the prehistoric world hold out?"
Yuanshi Tianzun remained silent for a moment.
"It won't last long. Once you're gone, the cracks will reopen, and no one can stop them."
Su Fan nodded.
He cannot leave.
He's gone, and the primordial world is finished.
He took out his phone and sent a private message to the account named "Ao".
"I'm not going. Come to the Primordial World if you want, otherwise get lost."
After sending the message, he tucked his phone into his pocket.
Less than a minute later, my phone vibrated again.
Odin replied.
"I will not go to the primordial world. I will wait for you in Asgard. If you do not come, I will send Tyr to the primordial world. Tyr is the god of war, with only one hand, and he is even more insane than Typhon when he fights."
Su Fan stared at the private message and cursed inwardly.
Tyr, the Norse god of war, has one hand.
His other hand was bitten off by a wolf, but his remaining hand was stronger than two other people's hands.
His aura was at least at the early stage of the eighth level of the Chaos Realm.
If they start fighting, they'll be even crazier than Typhon.
Yuanshi Tianzun leaned over and took a look.
"Tyr? The Norse god of war. He's coming, and the primordial world can't withstand him. It's not that we can't defeat him, it's that he's too insane. He's not afraid of death, not afraid of pain, not afraid of losing. Once he starts fighting, he won't stop. Many of our disciples will die."
Su Fan fell silent.
He couldn't bear to watch his disciples die.
Ten thousand and fifty people fought their way from the Chaos Realm to Mount Buzhou, from the Southern Heavenly Gate to the Northern Underworld. More than twenty thousand died. Every one of those who survived walked over corpses.
They can't die anymore.
He took a deep breath and opened the system panel.
The popularity score is still zero.
In the product list, the cross-world teleportation talisman is grayed out and costs one billion.
He tapped it, and a message popped up on the panel: "Insufficient popularity points to purchase."
Do you want to use your credit limit?
Su Fan clicked no.
He turned off the panel and took something out of his pocket.
Typhon's divinity.
The black divine essence pulsed in his palm like a heart.
He raised the divine object towards the sky.
"Typhon, you are the father of the gods in Greek mythology. Your divinity possesses the power of Greek mythology. I now intend to use your divinity to kill the gods of Norse mythology. Do you agree?"
The god jumped.
Black light surged from the divine spirit, like a black serpent.
The black snake twisted in the air, then coiled around Su Fan's wrist and wouldn't let go.
Sun Wukong looked at him.
"Kid, are you talking to a dead man?"
Su Fan did not answer.
He tucked the divine essence into his robes and turned to look at Yuanshi Tianzun.
"Senior, I'm going to Asgard. You stay here in the Primordial World."
Yuanshi Tianzun looked at him.
"Are you going alone?"
Su Fan nodded.
"one person."
Yuanshi Tianzun paused for a moment, then took out a jade talisman from his robes and handed it to Su Fan.
The jade talisman was blue-green, and engraved with the character "元" (Yuan).
"This is my teleportation talisman. If you encounter danger, crush it, and you will be able to return directly to the Southern Heavenly Gate."
Su Fan took the jade talisman and stuffed it into his pocket.
Sun Wukong charged forward.
"Kid, I'll go with you!"
Su Fan shook his head.
"Great Sage, stay. The primordial world needs you."
Sun Wukong got anxious.
"How can you fight alone? Those Odin and Tyr are both at the eighth level of the Chaos Realm. You're only at the seventh level of the Dao Realm, a whole major realm below them!"
Su Fan patted him on the shoulder.
"I possess Typhon's divine spark. Typhon was at the eighth level of the Chaos Realm, and his divine spark was entirely composed of the power of the eighth level of the Chaos Realm. When I activate my divine spark, I can unleash the power of the eighth level of the Chaos Realm."
Before Sun Wukong could say anything more, Su Fan had already turned around and walked towards the South Heavenly Gate.
He walked to the city wall and took out a cross-dimensional teleportation talisman from his pocket.
No, he hasn't bought it yet.
He opened the system panel and glanced at his popularity points balance.
Still zero.
He clicked on the interdimensional teleportation talisman, and a line of text popped up on the panel: "Insufficient popularity points to purchase."
Do you want to use your credit limit?
Su Fan gritted his teeth and nodded.
A message popped up on the panel: Congratulations, host, for successfully purchasing the interdimensional teleportation talisman.
Current credit limit: 1 billion used, 9 billion remaining.
Current popularity score balance: 0.
Su Fan took out a teleportation talisman from the panel.
The talisman was golden and had a strange pattern drawn on it.
It's not some ancient rune, but Norse runes.
He crushed the talisman.
The talisman exploded, transforming into a golden light.
Light enveloped his body, and with a flash of golden light, he vanished from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was standing in a wasteland.
The sky was gray, and the ground was black.
There was no grass, no trees, no water, nothing at all.
There is a big tree in the distance, so big that you can't see the top of it.
The trunk is white, and the roots are black.
There was a well next to the tree roots, and the water in the well was white, as white as milk.
World Tree.
Urd's Spring.
Asgard.
Su Fan stood on the wasteland, looking at the big tree.
The tree is huge, even bigger than Mount Buzhou.
Nine worlds hang from the tree, each world resembling a fruit.
Asgard is one of them, the kingdom of the Aesir gods.
A voice came from behind him.
"The Envoy of the Gods, you have arrived."
Su Fan turned around.
There was a person standing behind him.
The man was very tall, two heads taller than Su Fan.
He was wearing a grey robe and a wide-brimmed hat with the brim pulled low, obscuring half his face.
He held a long spear in his hand, the shaft of which was made of wood and the tip of which was made of iron.
The gun was covered in runes.
He only had one eye; his right eye was empty, and there was a ball of light in its socket—a golden light.
Odin.
Su Fan looked at him without saying a word.
Odin smiled.
"You're very brave. Coming to Asgard alone."
Su Fan said, "You sent me."
Odin nodded.
"Yes. I sent you. Because I don't want to go to the Primordial World. The Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World has been repaired, and if I go there, I won't be able to unleash my full power. But in Asgard, I am the supreme god. Here, my power is three times that of the Primordial World."
He raised the Eternal Spear, its tip aimed at Su Fan.
"You, a mere seventh-level Dao Realm cultivator, what makes you think you can fight me?"
Su Fan took out Typhon's divine essence from his pocket.
The black divine essence pulsated in his palm, and black light surged from it like black snakes.
The snake coiled around his arm, around his shoulder, and around his neck.
Odin looked at the black snakes, a hint of surprise flashing in his single eye.
"Typhon's divinity? You killed Typhon?"
Su Fan said, "Yes."
Odin paused for a moment.
Then he laughed.
"Interesting. You, at the seventh level of the Dao Realm, killed Typhon, who was at the eighth level of the Chaos Realm. You used Pangu's true blood, didn't you? Pangu's blood is very powerful, but it can only be used once. Now that you've used up your Pangu's true blood, what will you use to kill me?"
Su Fan didn't speak.
He raised the divine object, and the black light grew brighter and stronger.
More and more black snakes emerged from the spirit, one after another, writhing in the air like a nest of snakes.
Odin looked at the snakes, his surprise turning into wariness in his single eye.
"You can activate Typhon's godhood? You, a mere seventh-level Dao Realm cultivator, can activate a godhood at the eighth level of the Chaos Realm?"
Su Fan waved his hand, and dozens of black snakes pounced on Odin.
Odin neither dodged nor evaded.
He slammed the Eternal Spear into the ground, and the runes on the spear lit up.
A burst of golden light exploded, and the black snake was repelled by the light, writhing in the air a few times before dissipating.
Odin looked at Su Fan, a hint of mockery flashing in his single eye.
"Typhon's divinity is very strong, but you are not Typhon. You are activating your divinity using the Path of Protection. The Path of Protection is different from Typhon's Path, so you cannot unleash the full power of your divinity."
Su Fan knew Odin was right.
He could only unleash 30% of the power of his divine essence.
Even with only 30% of the Chaos Realm at the eighth level, one cannot defeat Odin, who is at the peak of the eighth level of the Chaos Realm.
But he has other things.
He tucked the divine object into his robes and pulled out something else from them.
It is a stone.
The stone is small, about the size of a palm, and is gray all over with golden veins on it.
Fragments of the corpse.
The last piece.
The corpses in the Chaos Realm are ten thousand times larger than the primordial world.
Within the fragments of the corpse, there lies the path of the corpse.
The Dao of the corpse and the Dao of Pangu are of the same origin.
Pangu's Dao is the Dao that created heaven and earth.
The way of the corpse is the way of destruction.
Su Fan infused the fragments with the Way of Guardian.
The fragment flashed, and a gray light surged from it, like a gray dragon.
The gray dragon writhed in the air before lunging at Odin.
Odin's expression changed.
He raised the Spear of Eternity, and the runes on it shone brightly.
The golden light collided with the gray dragon—BOOM!
The whole of Asgard was trembling.
The gray dragon shattered, and so did the golden light.
Odin took three steps back, a trickle of golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Su Fan staggered back five steps, a metallic sweetness rising in his mouth.
Odin looked at him, his single eye filled with shock.
"The Dao of Corpses? You went to the Chaos Realm?"
Su Fan didn't speak.
He lifted the fragments and continued to infuse them with the Way of Protection.
The fragments grew brighter, and the gray light intensified.
The gray dragon materialized again, larger and stronger than the previous one.
Odin gritted his teeth and raised the Spear of Eternity above his head.
Runes flew out from the gun, forming a huge pattern in the air.
The design is octagonal, with a sword at each corner.
Eight swords, each with the power of the eighth level of the Chaos Realm.
Su Fan looked at the pattern and his heart sank.
Odin is serious.
With a wave of his hand, the gray dragon pounced on Odin.
Odin waved his hand, and eight swords flew out at the same time.
The sword and the dragon collided—BOOM!
Another loud bang.
The gray dragon shattered, and so did the eight swords.
Su Fan was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground and sliding dozens of feet away.
His thumb and forefinger split open, and blood dripped down his fingers.
Fragments of the corpse flew from his hand, fell to the ground, and rolled a few times.
Odin was also sent flying backward, crashing into the trunk of the World Tree, creating a large crater.
He fell out of the pit, knelt on one knee, and gasped for breath.
His grey robe was half torn, revealing cracks all over his exposed skin.
Golden blood seeped from the cracks and dripped onto the ground.
He stood up and looked at Su Fan.
"You, a mere seventh-level Dao Realm cultivator, managed to injure me. Enough."
He raised the Eternal Spear, its tip aimed at Su Fan.
"But that's all for now."
He threw the gun.
The Eternal Spear flew from his hand like a golden lightning bolt towards Su Fan.
Su Fan couldn't avoid it.
too fast.
He closed his eyes and waited to die.
Just then, a hand reached out from the side and grabbed the Spear of Eternity.
The hand was blue with golden lines on it.
Pangu.